Mix 2: A humorous lunchtime

"Ugh,"

Sally groaned as she rested her head against her desk the next day. She spent all morning rushing to get to school that she didn't have time to eat breakfast, not only that but she nearly plowed over one of the teachers when she was trying to arrive to class on time. She had no idea what a demerit was but she knew it could not be good. She could hear a few of her classmates talking in excitement about an upcoming dance that the host club was holding. She did not understand how anyone could be excited for a dance let alone one held by a club of boys. There was one benefit of it all; she would get to hang out with her new friend.

"Hey Sally, are you going to the dance?" Ashanti asked curiously noticing that Sally had not said anything during the whole conversation. "I heard that Tamaki-sama's going to be dancing with one lucky girl that will be known as queen of the dance."

"I don't do some fancy dance bullshit," Sally grumbled, sitting up quickly. Her hair was sticking to the side of her face and her eyes glassed over with small hints of sleepiness mixed with annoyance. "Why do you care so much about something that will be forgotten the next day?"

"Aren't you eager to be chosen as queen of the dance?" Asked another girl, her eyes sparkled dreamily. "I want to dance the night away with Tamaki-sama!"

"Ugh," Sally slammed her hands against the hard surface as she stood up. Her face was burning with annoyance and it was clear that if she did not leave the room she would blow up and get another one of those damn demerit things.

"Where are you going?"

"I need some air."

Sally grabbed her bag and walked out of the room; she looked behind her and saw the girls had started back to giggling and gossiping about what they would wear to the dance. She did not need to deal with that sort of bullshit nor did she want to hear them prattle on and on about it. So maybe a dance could be fun but she knew that schools like Ouran had rules of the dance being fitting to the social classes. She dreaded doing classical ballroom dancing, at her old school she flunked out of it miserably and when she learned with the private dance teacher her parents hired, deemed unteachable.

She rounded a corner and slammed right into someone, looking up at the tall figure Sally held back a yelp but did not say anything more when she realized whom it was. "Tamaki, what's up bro?"

Tamaki smiled gently. "Hey Princess Sally." He held her shoulders firmly as he kept her from toppling over. "What are you doing out here? Do you have a hall pass?"

"No, I left my classroom," Sally mumbled. "I was bored and tired of hearing about some dance coming up."

"My club's holding a glorious dance to celebrate the beautiful blossoming of the cherry blossoms." Tamaki's eyes shone with happiness at the sheer thought of spending his evening with his friends. "Are you going to attend?"

"I don't do dances," Sally looked away. "Dances aren't my thing…too fancy and you have to dress up too."

"It'll be fun."

"No thanks." Sally fell silent and shuddered at the warmth going through her body. She did not know why she was feeling this way. She yelped out and jumped out of Tamaki's arms after realization hit her like a ton of bricks. "Ahem, anyway I hope you have fun at your dance."

"Sally…"

"Don't worry bro," Sally gave a nervous laugh before slapping Tamaki on his back rather hard with her hand. "I'll be fine on Friday night; you do know that spending it alone is like really awesome. Chinese takeout and some good old reality TV is all I need."

A silence passed between the two of them as the bell rung indicating that it was time for classes to change. The hallway began to fill with the chatter of the students exiting their classrooms and some had to stop to take a second glance at the two in the hallway.

"I should be going," Tamaki smiled gently and patted Sally on the head gently. "See you later?"

"Sure, whatever dude."

And just like that, Tamaki joined the sea of students. She assumed he was going off to his next class, which was undoubtly some fancy class that most children of the elite took. Not that she cared; she had her own classes to focus on.

Sally finished writing the last paragraph in her workbook and sat it her pen down on the desk. She looked up and saw it was noon. She felt an overwhelming feeling of relief that she would get to eat lunch. She made note to make rounds at the chocolate fondue fountain and then sit down to relax and indulge in the meal her family's chefs prepared.

"Sally-sama, are you going to come eat with us?"

"Please join us today!"

"Sorry kiddies, I have a lunch date," Sally winked at them and got up to leave the classroom. She could hear them squealing and saying how she was a fine example of womanhood. She really did not want to deal with them actually fangirling during her most sacred time of the day. As she walked down the hallway, she could hear many people still talking about the dance. She did not need to deal with that at all so her only choice was to go to the roof to eat. Her thoughts began wandering to the prospect of going. She was asked to attend by the person running it, Even if it was more of a question and not a request.

Her heels clicked steadily against the marble hallway floors echoing amongst the soft soles of the shoes of the other students. She could have sworn she saw two twins dragging a brown haired girl with them to the cafeteria. However, it was none of her concern, she needed to get to the roof and then she would be at peace. She was sure not many people ate up there anyway. There was something about Tamaki that made her feel weird; it was not a bad feeling but more of a feeling of wanting to spend a little more time with him.

Opening the door to the roof she saw someone was already up there sitting on a nearby bench eating their lunch. She sighed in annoyance about to turn to leave. Great she would have to risk eating in the cafeteria.

"Sally, wait don't go."

That voice, it sent a chill up her spine and she turned around seeing that it was Tamaki sitting alone eating. She was surprised but ignored her urge to leave. Walking over to where he sat she leaned forward to look at him in the face.

"Dude, are you stalking me?" Sally questioned.

"No, I came up here to eat today," Tamaki admitted. "The fresh air feels good and the sun on my skin is helping it tan a little."

"Dude…you could burn too." Sally flicked Tamaki on the forehead and laughed quietly. "Anyway I guess I'll stay up here so you won't be lonely and bring me unfortunate guilt."

"Um ok?"

The two were silent again and the rustling of Sally opening her lunch bag was heard, It seemed to be peaceful for those few minutes before it was broken.

"Oh my fucking god my chef made me a bacon explosion!" Sally squealed. "Oh hell yeah I'm going to tear into this!"

Tamaki looked at the meal that Sally had in curiosity but quickly went back to eating his own lunch not saying a word.

"Dude, you want a piece?" Sally asked curiously noticing the small lunch that Tamaki had. "Come on I don't mind sharing this."

"No it's fine."

"Come on dude," Sally took the small knife she had in the bag and began cutting up the meat. "It's real good and it won't kill you."

"No I don't think—"

"Don't be a chicken." Sally placed the piece into Tamaki's bentou. "Go on and try it dude. It's like heaven in a bite."

Tamaki nodded as he used the fork he had to pick up a small piece as he ate it. He was silent.

"So?"

"It's tasty," Tamaki said quietly. "What is it?"

"It's a bacon wrapped around a filled spiced sausage and crumbled bacon." Sally explained. "My dad bought this home from a football game when we vacationed in America and I got hooked on it. Our chefs learned to prepare this for me."

Tamaki nodded and continued eating, he paused a moment and then smiled. "Hold out your lunch box."

"Sure but why?"

Tamaki smiled and used his fork to share his lunch with Sally. He was unsure of what she thought about it but it couldn't hurt to share since she shared with him. "Try mine."

Sally nodded and smiled. "Thanks dude, I've never had any piece of something that looked so pretty before." She carefully picked up the piece of sandwich that Tamaki gave her and bit into it. Her eyes widened and looked at him a moment before looking down.

"Was it bad?" Tamaki asked. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have offered to share something you're not used to."

"Dude what the hell is in my mouth?" Sally questioned. "Dude this is like a huge explosion of flavor! Holy shit dude what was it?"

"Um…Grilled brie with apricot jam," Tamaki said in surprise and noticed Sally almost inhaled the sandwich. "It's something that I've always eaten for lunch since I was a kid. My mom used to make it for me all the time."

"Dude, this fucking food is fantastic!" Sally said. "It sure kicks the ass out of my bacon explosion. Holy shit my mouth is dancing like a whole room full of ravers! Dude give your moms my props, she totally gave me a new favorite dish!"

Tamaki laughed but his smile fell when Sally mentioned his mother. "I'll…tell my chef that you say thanks."

Sally quickly took notice of the sudden change in atmosphere. "Hey, your mom didn't make this for you?" she asked. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have assumed."

"No, it's all right," Tamaki shook his head and looked down at his lunch again. "I just…listen Sally about the dance."

"Dude, don't try that quick subject change shit on me," Sally sat down her lunch on the bench next to her and took Tamaki's hands into hers. "If you are upset with me then be straight with me. Don't try to hide it from me. I want you to keep it real with me; I am not some fan girl trying to go after the D."

"After the D?" Tamaki looked at her in confusion. "What does that mean?"

"Uhh…well you see it's…" Sally leaned close and whispered to Tamaki what she meant. She began laughing when his face twisted into shock.

"I don't wanna lose my genitalia!" Tamaki shouted rather loudly.

"Dude, it's a figure of speech," Sally laughed more. "Anyway dude, be straight up with me. Don't' beat around the bush. Did I piss you off about your mom?"

"No, I just…" Tamaki looked at her. "I just miss my mom that's all. She's back in France for business so she cannot see me often."

"I see, well I am sure when she is done with the stuff in France that you'll see her again." Sally smiled softly. "Then you can ask her to make you a special lunch every day."

"Yeah," Tamaki sighed and looked up at the sky. "I do miss my mom every day, she's really amazing. She plays piano like a dream and her cooking was really great."

"That's awesome; at least she isn't a screaming harpy like my mom is." Sally shuddered at the thought and stood up. "My mom's always like "Sally I did not raise a boy! Put on a dress!" or "You shouldn't jump into the pool from the roof, its dangerous!"

Tamaki began laughing as he watched Sally's antics. "Your mom's not as bad as my father." He said using his hands to slick back his hair to resemble his father. "It's always "Tamaki there are ninjas in Japan! Go find them!" and my favorite "Tamaki, why must you always insist on taking out the trash? We have maids for that."

Sally looked at him and began to laugh louder. "Oh my god dude you look like a damn fool!" she let out a yelp as she hit the ground but still continued laughing.

Tamaki knelt down and continued. "Miss Moore it's very unbecoming of a lady to laugh like that." He said sounding like his father. "Please straighten up."

Sally looked at him again and began to laugh more. "Oh my gods stop it! I'm gonna pee myself laughing if you don't stop it!"

Tamaki smiled as he let his hair fall back into place and held out a hand. "Sorry, I just had to get you to laugh more."

Sally smiled. "Dude, you're seriously funny." She said calming down. "I haven't laughed that hard since my best friend back home ripped the back of her skirt on the playground."

"I'm funny?"

"Hell yeah," Sally looked at him. "I bet I can make you laugh too."

"You cannot."

Sally smiled. "Yes I can," She stood up and looked at him with a serious look on her face. "Fleedle deedle!"

Tamaki held back a laugh. "Not funny."

"Oh yeah, I'm just warming up." Sally took a deep breath and let it out. "Leedle leedle leedle lee!"

Tamaki let out a snort before he began laughing. "You just said…and then you…" he fell backwards off the bench onto the ground while holding his sides still laughing.

"Oh Leedle leedle lee!" Sally said again and knelt down next to him, she screwed up her face in most crazy look she could muster. "Leedle leedle lee!"

Tamaki continued laughing all the while trying his best not to look at Sally. His laughter could be heard outside the door leading back into the building. He was sure that everyone inside could hear him laughing.

"Ooh Leedle leedle lee."

"Stop it Sally I'm gonna die!"

"No way this is fun! Leedle leedle lee!"

The door opened wider as the host club had arrived as they finally found Tamaki who they had been looking for all day.

"Hey boss, we need your help with the dance preparati—the hell?" Hikaru stared at the blonde host king on the ground laughing like a maniac at the girl knelt in front of him.

"I knew that all that fresh air would go to his head." Kaoru looked at the other hosts who hadn't said anything. "We should go save him."

"I don't understand what's so funny," Haruhi tilted her head to the side at the sight. "Why would anyone laugh at saying Leedle Leedle lee repeatedly?"

"It's a childish joke from some TV show," Kyouya grumbled. "All the more reason of why I loathe that yellow undersea cheese."

"I think it's funny," Honey looked down at his cousin who was recording the scene with his phone. "Even Takashi like it!"

"Uhh…we'll come get the boss later," Hikaru backed away. "I think he has his hands full with his game."

The hosts all nodded in agreement and headed down the stairs once again, they shook their heads at the sound of Tamaki's laughter.

"Oooh Leedle Leedle Lee!" Sally sang out deepening her voice as best she could while Tamaki continued laughing.

"Sally please I surrender!"